Dava Cassamam

Hulking in stature, wearing a protective pressure helmet to keep ammonia gas pumping through her lungs and with a stoic, unreadable sabacc-face, Dava is an intimidating presence at the card table. Preferring the feel of standard gravity worlds to ease her aching back in her off hours, the rest of the time Dava can be found toiling as a deep cloud-miner on gas giant planets.